My encounters are of love.
Above all love
A hidden inheritance
- of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica
Argument
- → In front of love I am moved like a child by the sweetness of a mother and the tenderness of a father.
- → Each encounter is tender sweetness and love.
- → I love you with tenderness, with sweetness, always, first and for ever.
- → When my child discovers this beauty, knowledge, he can no longer do without me, belong to me, stay with me and I am enough.
- → The world invades my son overwhelmingly, in anguish, it has no law, no rule of love, it uses means that overwhelm, it destroys every one of my sons until it plunges him into destruction, it uses my son, it takes possession of my son without delicacy, without gentleness, without love, it struggles to possess, to use my son with pain, with torment and with breathlessness.
- → Man can intervene in his existence, listen, feel in him because I have given him intelligence, heart, and reason.
- → The father is with you, he waits for you to love him, stand in his presence, listen to him and ask questions.
- → In silence my son must listen to me, listen to himself, find me, find himself, rejoice in the abundance of love, of the new condition of me as father and him as son.
- → I am with you, talk to me, listen to me, love me, smile at the world and at the illusion that lasts a little and vanishes into nothingness.
Relative arguments